A Letter To Be Written, Never To Be Told.

By Tanushka Bhaumik

A letter to be written, but never to be told.

In my chest I feel

thousands of little people,

jumping up and down.

In my stomach I feel,

thousands of butterflies flutter.

When the sight of mine lays on you, 

I smile so hard.

but as you disappear,

into the faded sphere,

Tears I feel, rolling down my cheeks,

Oh! To be a fool in love,

but destined I am to be a genius.

As you walk away,

nothing I can say.

I know you won’t come, not unless I say,

but how can I say?

that it is forbidden on me to lay?

By Tanushka Bhaumik